Bliss

After one of the busiest fortnights in ages, this evening I have an evening free.

No marking.

No socialising.

No meetings.

No duty.

No work.

No volunteering.

No blogging.

I'm going to leave at 4, doublecheck the arrangements for our trip tomorrow by hopping off at London Bridge, and be home by six.  For an evening of relaxing, tidying, decorating Dave the tree, snuggling with kittens, spending some time with my favourite boy and writing Christmas cards while I listen to this.



Perfection.